jack POV
Connor’s voice was sharp as he shuffled through a stack of documents, eyes narrowing as he reviewed the details Mason had pulled together overnight. The weight of the custody hearing loomed over us like a storm cloud, and despite the judge taking a recess to review Margaret’s financial records, I knew she wouldn’t go down without a fight.
Across the courtroom, Margaret sat with her lawyer, her posture unnervingly relaxed, as if she had already won. Angelo sat a row behind her, fingers interlocked as he whispered something to one of Margaret’s legal advisors. Rose was beside me, her grip on my hand tight, fingers trembling despite her best efforts to appear calm. I could feel the tension rolling off her in waves.
“She’s planning something,” I murmured to Connor.
He barely l
